well enough to get along anywhere that it is spoken."
Grayson wanted a bookkeeper worse than he could ever recall having
wanted anything before in all his life. His better judgment told him
that it was the height of idiocy to employ a ragged bum as a bookkeeper;
but the bum was at least as much of a hope to him as is a straw to a
drowning man, and so Grayson clutched at him.
"Go an' turn your cayuse in an' then come back here," he directed, "an'
I'll give you a tryout."
"Thanks," said Bridge, and rode off in the direction of the pasture
"'Fraid he won't never do," said Grayson, ruefully, after Bridge had
passed out of earshot.
"I rather imagine that he will," said the boss. "He is an educated man,
Grayson--you can tell that from his English, which is excellent. He's
probably one of the great army of down-and-outers. The world is full
of them--poor devils. Give him a chance, Grayson, and anyway he adds
another American to our force, and each one counts."
"Yes, that's right; but I hope you won't need 'em before you an' Miss
Barbara go," said Grayson.
"I hope not, Grayson; but one can never tell with conditions here such
as they are. Have you any hope that you will be able to obtain a safe
conduct for us from General Villa?"
"Oh, Villa'll give us the paper all right," said Grayson; "but it won't
do us no good unless we don't meet nobody but Villa's men on the way
out. This here Pesita's the critter I'm leery of. He's got it in for all
Americans, and especially for El Orobo Rancho. You know we beat off a
raid of his about six months ago--killed half a dozen of his men, an' he
won't never forgive that. Villa can't spare a big enough force to give
us safe escort to the border and he can't assure the safety of the train
service. It looks mighty bad, sir--I don't see what in hell you came
"Neither do I, Grayson," agreed the boss; "but I'm here and we've got
to make the best of it. All this may blow over--it has before--and we'll
laugh at our fears in a few weeks."
"This thing that's happenin' now won't never blow over 'til the stars
and stripes blow over Chihuahua," said Grayson with finality.
A few moments later Bridge returned to the office, having unsaddled his
pony and turned it into the pasture.
"What's your name?" asked Grayson, preparing to enter it in his time
"Bridge," replied the new bookkeeper.
' That night I walked down to the cemetery with him.Page 15
But I had reckoned without a just appreciation either of the cunning of my immediate antagonist or the swiftness with which his fellows were covering the distance which had separated them from me.Page 23
" "Where have you been since you opened the mighty portals of the atmosphere plant years ago, after the keeper had died and the engines stopped and all Barsoom was dying, that had not already died, of asphyxiation? Your body even was never found, though the men of a whole world sought after it for years, though the Jeddak of Helium and his granddaughter, your princess, offered such fabulous rewards that even princes of royal blood joined in the search.Page 27
Think you, Tars Tarkas, that John Carter will fly at the first shriek of a cowardly foe who dare not come out into the open and face a good blade?" I had spoken in a loud voice that there might be no question that our would-be terrorizers should hear me, for I was tiring of this nerve-racking fiasco.Page 50
They were large men, possibly six feet and over in height.Page 60
The one on whom all responsibility rests is apt to endure the most.Page 63
It is the race of black men.Page 68
" She looked at me really horror struck.Page 73
Whether it were some strange monster of these buried waters, or a queer raft, I could not at once perceive.Page 75
Like a tigress she sprang, panting, to her feet.Page 80
" Surrounding her were a number of female slaves, among them Phaidor, white and trembling.Page 117
" "For long years, my son, I can scarce recall a moment that the radiant vision of your mother's face has not been ever before me.Page 122
In either event, it was evident that something was afoot which might have a bearing on the recent capture of Tars Tarkas.Page 135
Where have you been, O my Prince? All Helium has been plunged in sorrow.Page 137
When it became known that he was lost, ten million people wept.Page 145
How he came among you from another world and rose from a prisoner among the green men, through torture and persecution, to a place high among the highest of Barsoom.Page 162
I threw myself upon the floor of my cell close by the wall, in a strained and distorted posture, as though I were dead after a struggle or convulsions.Page 175
We now felt that it would be some time at least before the returning First Born could reach the surface of Omean, and that we would have ample opportunity to make for the subterranean passages which lead to Issus.Page 177
She knows that you are coming, and ere ever a vandal foot is set within the precincts of the Temple of Issus, if such a calamity should befall, Dejah Thoris will be put away for ever from the last faint hope of rescue.Page 184
It was at the right side of the corridor, which ran on, probably, to other entrances to the pile above.